whatever has on my heart
to be able to taste this woman skin
look, my boss, how it would be good if
you work in the sun while i will swim in the sea
i fight to live and i live to die
and while my death is not close,
i will keep fighting the king
around the fire everybody confinding secrets,
and they tell what it has to be told
events and desires, things from this life and of the other's
but no scaring around
the ones that arent sincere runs aways of the play
cause they can be burned
im out of my work
and im back at my house
cant remmeber anything more tiring
the sweat is in everything.
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